...but like, I've been sitting here procrastinating by commenting on 1203982 pictures and costumes and reading forum threads and sdlfjs;d what am I doing?!

Edit: really, I can't even distinguish whether I'm procrastinating because the male reproductive system is really awkward and I really don't want to draw these diagrams, or because I just........hate anatomy.

Boyfriend and I where going to make dinner for his folks for Mothers Day (and by we I mean me because he can't cook for shit) but then we got home from picking up Wendy's and his brother said that around 6pm his dad wants us to go get a table at Olive Garden instead. /shrug/

We got her a sympathy card that says:
'A wish for comfort and peace', on the outside and 'thinking of you in your time of sorrow with sympathy'.

Funny enough, Mcdonalds only messed my meal up once. I get grilled chicken wraps with no sauce, and one night I got it from a different location then I normally do and it was just one little butt nugget sized piece of fried chicken in 900 feet of tortilla ~____~ and no I didn't take it back., It's about 15 minutes away, I just didn't eat much. I found hair in my salad after two bites and threw it out.

I usually get the mushroom and swiss Angus burger or the 10 piece chicken McNuggets meal. Kinda hard to fuck either of those up, right?

__________________"The time has come," the Walrus said, "to talk of many things. Of ships, and shoes, and ceiling wax. Of cabbages and kings. And why the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings."